So I was drafted, I knew it would happen sometime, but now? I was 14 fucking years old; I didn't know anything about the dragons. All I knew was that they drafted high school kids and turned them into assassins and bodyguards. My brother Allen was a member. He was picked up when he was a senior and was being trained to be a low-level assassin. That was all I really knew, I never cared much about the Red Dragons; I actually wanted to be part of the White Tigers. They seemed like they had more fun, they would walk around in the streets partying and got to wear these really cool trench coats. I may have known what being drafted was, but I'd have to ask Allen about the rest. I got home at about 7:00 that evening, my mom was sleeping like usual and my dad was working. My mom was a pretty tall red haired woman. . She usually was tired because she had to work nights. My dad was a really tall guy with black hair; he was the one who taught me jeet-keen do. The ironic thing about my parents' occupation was that they were cowboys. Well not literally, they were bounty hunters. It was there job to catch people like my brother. They used to be cops but then realized how much they hated their jobs and decided to become hunters. I would usually let myself in when I got home from school; it was odd to see my mom home without my dad. I decided to skip dinner, I wasn't really hungry. I sat up looking at my ceiling, just pondering what I had gotten myself into. I wondered if anyone knew yet, I'm sure Maurice would know and if He knew, Alex would rip the info out of him. The two of them really wanted to be Dragons, they always talked about the crime wars and they never hung out with anyone from the Tigers. After a few minutes of daydreaming I fell asleep. I expected to have a dream; with all that was running through my mind I thought that I would have at least one hallucination. I woke up to the sound of someone screaming, it sounded something like Alice's' voice. When my eyes were open I saw Allen standing in front of me. Allen was 22 at the time, he had long black hair and piercing blue eyes, he looked something like I did. He was wearing his Dragons uniform; in the light he looked godly. My brother was everything I hoped to be and then some. "So squirt, I heard what happened. Good job. You and your little friends are the youngest kids ever drafted into the Dragons, you should feel proud. I also heard about that fight, I have to train you some more. You should never have let that kid catch you off guard." Allen could always raise someone's hopes and then dash them in an instant. "What do you mean my little friends, I thought you said I was the youngest ever drafted, what the hell are you talking about?" What was he talking about, he really wasn't making sense? "Those punks Alex and Maurice got in also, they beat up a tiger and Mao decided to start their training" my brother thought that he knew it all." Now we've got to go get you something's before your initiation, you need a weapon, a uniform and a name".

That night we left home; we drove all the way to Invar, weapon center of Mars. My brother was driving a car much like the black one that was circling the ditch. They must give one to the members. When we were driving I had no idea what was in store for me, I didn't know what was happening with Jack and Alice, I wondered what happened with Spud and Alex and I wondered what was going to happen to mom and dad, little did I know that I would never see them again. Well mom and dad this is my late good bye.

In my head lights,
starin bleak, beer cans, dears eyes,
on the asphalt, underneath,
are crushed plants and my lies.
Lonely streets signs power lines they keep on flashing by,
flashing by.

And we keep driving into the night, its a late goodbye, such a late goodbye.
and we keep driving into the night, its a late goodbye, a late goodbye.

Screamin stop signs, staring while eyes keep on flashing by,

And we keep driving into the night, its a late goodbye such a late goodbye.

The Fall

I had no idea what my weapon or uniform would be, but I knew what my codename would be. I would be known as Loki. The god of destruction.